The Plan Falls Together

by The Black Angel Lloyd Rose   May 25, 2007


An angel burning into ashes,
Wings all bloody from the lashes.
A suicidal prophecy,
We all die, so die with me.

Passion fulfilling dark desires,
My emotions fuel this fire.
Let go of all you did love,
Burn with me, then rise back above.

The Reaper's coming; Now's your last chance;
Fall with me to save that last dance.
A suicidal prophecy,
We all die, so die with me.

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